Chapter 29: Chapter 29 : The Conquest
After four long months of work, the slave city of Astapor. Now called Athens. Was completely different. Rebuild to be glorious.
Helios had expanded the city seeing the slums and the downright inhuman conditions the freed slaves lived in. The buildings too were complete.
The entire population did not lack work. Majorly the builders and labourers had never been free since Helios’s takeover. And they were happy and fed.
The courts had been built. And men had been trained to follow the new constitution. The colonies were already flourishing, the Mayor’s who were mostly second sons of merchants and previous educated slaves had made sure of that.
Local disputes were settled with a practical ease. As though the entire system had long been established.
The trade with the Bravos was reaping glorious results. They had been eager to trade, especially when they found out about the mines.
Athens now truly looked a great city. A flag of Helios’s sigil. A golden Dharma Chakra wheel, with adjustment to make it more cooler. It’s eight handles were adorned with different colour gems. On a field of red.
Had been displayed at the top of the highest pyramid.It had truly looked Devine. The words below the wheel where SOL ETERNAL
The faith of Zionism was spreading through quickly. The scholars were smart with their work.
The slaves had all been quick to covert. The new established order of Zion soldiers and monks and priests had expanded. They were mainly tending to the slaves and the women.
Just like how Christianity managed to survive by appealing to the victimhood of women and poorer sections of society. The aid Christian monks had provided to them was rewarded after a few centuries.
Helios himself could feel different. The past five months he had been able to do much more things with his apparent new power
Energy manipulation. Much like Captain Marvels and Radiation absorption much like Godzilla’s.
He had them for some reason.
He could feel himself getting stronger for some reason. His flight was precise and the speed was much faster.
But side from that the barracks were complete, the police headquarters too. The city had a constant guard of 5,000 trained men.
The main army had reached 20,000. This was plenty to start phase 3.
The governance was butter. Troubles and petitions reducing day by day. The coin had started to flow with the projects producing profit.
Rhea and Alya were capable young women. They learnt it fast.
Helios had appointed Rhea as one of the Supreme Court judge and Alya as The mistress of whispers.
Thus far they were pleasantly suprising. The fleet to was constructed. The slavers had plenty of ships and turing them into war galleys was easy enough.
Helios decided it was the time to act.
He summoned a council of his most important people.
Greyworm, Oberyn, Rhea, Alys and Missendei.
He had laid out his plan to liberate the other Slaver cities. They all had agreed.
Oberyn had questioned the need for an army, Helios was more than enough to conquer the world.
That was true but men were needed to keep a city. And there was an issue of handling the same problems faced in Astapor. Helios had ordered Missendei to prepare for the supplies.
Helios was well capable of buring a city down but keeping it was another matter entirely.
All his loses with the work on the city was being undone. Now Helios had as much money as he had sunk into repair and reform.
That would be enough for one city. But what to do with the other. Will the coin saved up my the Slavers be enough.
Should he seize it if they surrendered. It would be going against his own constitution.
But they would resist.
Helios had decided that when they match, Oberyn and Greyworm will take 15,000 men to Yunkai which was the smallest of the three cities. While Helios will fly to Meeren and take it. His 10,000 men behind him.
Thus the plan was made.
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WESTEROS :
EDDARD STARK (POV) :
These events were certainly signs of the end of the world nearing.
Had Eddard Stark not seen the dead walk again beneath his own crypts he would have become hand of the king.
Since the day the previos generations of dead Starks rose up from the crypts any semblence of calm and patience shattered.
All that had mattered was the arming of the nights watch.
The maestar at castle black had figured fire killed them. Luwin had figured that dragon glass could kill them.
Eddard and his family had barely survived the sudden attack of the dead. The corpses were already decayed. Thus they were over powered.
Bran however was caught by one and pushed down the walls into the snow. He had survived but his spine was damaged.He was saved in the nick of time by Jon.
After the attack of the dead Jon seemed to have found his calling. He had always wanted to be a lord, he had wanted to earn glory. This was it. The nights watch was his purpose.
Saving the world was his purpose.
The Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North had a dozen living corpses in his dungeons.
When he had displayed them to the lords of the North, the men had lost all wits. But eventually the entirety of the North came to an understanding that no matter what happened they would prioritize the nights watch.
Then Eddard had decided to make his way to the south.
He had carried three corpses with him.
Meanwhile he had Robb arrange a company of 2,000 men to go to the nights watch led by Jon.
When Edmure Tully was shown the corpse he too had decided to spend massive resources on the wall. Sending grain and men.
The Vale was a different story. Lysa Arryn had screamed and weeped like a woman possessed. Screaming for the Northern company to leave. And cursing them for bringing the monstrosity to the Vale.
Her reaction had enraged Eddard more than it should have. The world was coming to an end and she thought leaving and being holed up in the Eyrie would save her and her son.
The other Vale Lords however were not going to simply stand by and watch as the Long night was around the corner.
They all had agreed to sent men and resources.
They were loyal to their liege but that mattered little when the world was ending.
Eddard had personally given Wymar’s armor to Yohn Royce. Telling him what he had heard. Wymar had died a glorious death protecting his men against a wight.
The next stop was King’s Landing.
The city was different. The reconstruction was done properly giving it a room to breath. Robert had summoned new more capable men to work in his council.
Kevan Lannister as Master of Coin.
Marwyn the mage as Grandmaster.
Stannis as the Master of Laws.
And Paxter Redwyne as Master of Ships.
Little finger had been exposed by Varys as a traitor who was responsible for stealing the Crowns gold. Where it was nobody knew. Little finger had fled the city.
Tyrion Lannister was given charge of finding him and rebuilding the city.
The gold cloaks were also straightened by Robert. He had moved with efficiency like he did when there was war around the corner.
The company of Lannisters and Tyrells and a couple other Reach houses were also present.
The fall of Hightower had been a terrifying news. The houses had went flocking to the king.
Tywin Lannister too had tried to become the hand to Robert.
When Eddard showed up with a dead the entire room had gone dead quiet. Tywin Lannister had lost his pride, Loras Tyrell had lost his knightly dignity. Olenna Tyrell had lost her tongue.
Robert had just watched emotionless.
The entire room had then understood the complete situation.
This was the Long night.
And the game no longer mattered.
At that point the entire Westeros seemed to have come to a decisive conclusion. The politics could wait.
The entire realm was more united now then ever before in its history. All for the sake of survival.
